Memories of the rider I was decades ago, galloping bareback, seat balanced in the bliss of ignorance. Thirty years later, there's a war between my mind's love of flying and my body's memory of falling. I just want to ride again without fear.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
The Love of Caring for a Horse
This was Dar two weeks before I got him: This is Dar today, six months later: There was something on my camera lens that blurred focus here and there, but not enough to dampen the impact of the comparison, I don't think. I look at these pictures and feel proud. From an underweight, parasite-ridden sad sack has emerged an engaged, hammy and healthy 1,300-pound youngster who's just begun school. We have so much to look forward to.
Thank you all for your comments; I appreciate them. I thought I could see a big difference in Dar, but affirmation from those who don't see him every day feels wonderful.
4 comments:
He's really beautiful!
What an improvement - he's beautiful!
Oh la la, what a BEAUT! :)
Thank you all for your comments; I appreciate them. I thought I could see a big difference in Dar, but affirmation from those who don't see him every day feels wonderful.
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